Chapter 1512: The Crown of Butchers

On the ground, Ye Qing lifted his foot and stomped three times.

Each stomp was heavier than the last.

It felt like he was striking a drum.

The stomps forced down the rumbles coming from the underground and quelled the earthquake.

At the same time, Feng Qingyou clenched her fingers like she was holding a seal and stamped the earth heavily.

“Command: Seal Earth”

Divine light weaving miraculous patterns spread out of Feng Qingyou’s palm in every direction and seeped into the earth. They weaved a powerful restriction that sealed the earth itself.

The ground within fifty kilometers of her was turned into the cage, and the prisoner trapped inside it was none other than White Robe Demon Master.

“Did you think this is enough to seal me?” Just a few breaths later, White Robe Demon Master’s voice boomed from the earth like thunder. The next moment, tendrils of pale white flames seeped out of the earth.

“It’s the Pale Flame of Silence. Careful now!”

Feng Qingyou warned in a low tone before pressing two fingers together and drawing a circle around her, protecting her from all harm.

Ye Qing himself surrounded himself in penta-colored profound light that resisted all evils.

In just a matter of breaths, the Pale Flame of Silence had spread tens of kilometers and turned everything into white. It stole their color, their life, and their spirit, leaving nothing but pure, white death behind.

It was at this moment a pair of silhouettes stepped out of the flames.

One silhouette wore a white robe and exuded an aura of benevolence and righteousness. The other wore a black robe and exuded a dark and evil aura.

It was a white version and a black version of White Robe Demon Master.

“You can be proud. Not many people...” said the white-robed figure as the pale flames split in half to avoid him before merging back to normal behind him.

“... Are able to push us to this extent.”

The black-robed figure finished the white-robed figure’s sentence, and the pale flames behind him slowly became as black as ink.

“As a reward, this poor Taoist has decided to...” The white-robed figure said.

“... Kill you,” the black-robed figure finished.

“Dude, we’re in the middle of a fight. Why are you suddenly singing a duet?”

Ye Qing crossed his arms in front of him and taunted White Robe Demon Master, “Also, I remember someone making more or less the same boast earlier only to have his face slapped left, right and center by us.” “Even better, you’ve split yourself into two. What, do our slaps excite you so much that you desire twice the amount of punishment?”

The white-robed figure shook his head, and sorrow welled in his eyes like pity. “I changed my mind. This poor Taoist will...”

The black-robed figure’s voice grew darker. “Make you wish you were dead.”

As soon as he finished, the black-robed figure made a grabbing motion. The black flames immediately gathered in his hand and transformed into a demonic, savage-looking saber.

The demonic saber was black and heavy. The blade looked like it was made from countless contorted human faces, and a thread of red ran along its edge. The red thread looked incredibly thin at first glance, but a closer look would reveal that it was really a river of blood filled with dead bones and bloated corpses.

When the black-robed figure lifted the sword beside him, blood dripped off the edges like living creatures. When the blood droplets hit the ground, it made this horrific, evil scream that positively chilled one to the core. The resentment and hatred coming from the saber was off the charts.

“Watch out. That’s the Crown of Butchers.” Feng Qingyou frowned and said gravely.

In ancient times, the Demon Sect possessed eight demonic artifacts. One of them was called the Crown of Butchers.

Killing one was a crime, killing ten thousand was a heroic deed, and killing a million was a crowning deed. In other words, it cost one million lives at minimum to forge this blade.

Legend had it that the day the Crown of Butchers came into existence, the sun, moon and stars turned red, the sky wept rain of blood, and the earth bled red in pain. The weapon’s cruelty and brutality was rare even across all of time.

It was a saber that came to be due to murder, so its sole purpose of existence was to butcher. Because of this, the Crown of Butchers boasted unparalleled killing power. It could butcher the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, the gods, the Buddhas, the celestials, the demons. There was nothing in the world that it could not butcher!

The black-robed figure raised the Crown of Butchers into the air and swung down on Ye Qing.

It looked like nothing was happening, but Ye Qing backed away from him again and again. Each time he backed a step, he would throw a punch. It looked like he was striking at nothing, but there was great power lurking underneath the illusion of peace.

Ye Qing backed three hundred meters. During this period, he threw a hundred punches.

When Ye Qing finally stood still, the fist intent of a hundred punches erupted at once.

It was like a flood bursting through a dam. The flow was ceaseless and furious.

However, a single thread of red—so fine that it was like a bull’s hair—suddenly appeared from the sky to the earth. It was perfectly straight.

From a distance, it looked as if it had split heaven and earth in two.

The ceaseless, endless sea of fist intent was no exception.

It wasn’t just split into two either. When the sea of fist intent made contact with the blood thread, its immense fist force and incredible fist intent died immediately. It was like they were killed and butchered.

Ye Qing was retreating quickly, but the thread of blood was faster than him. It quickly made contact with the penta-colored profound light surrounding his person.

In just an instant, the penta-colored profound light darkened like someone had erased its spirituality and was cut through like paper. The blood thread easily hacked it apart and left a shallow wound across ye Qing’s chest.

The wound was shallow and fine, but the flesh and blood around it were losing vitality and dying rapidly. The strange phenomenon was rapidly spreading to the surroundings as well.

The next moment, Ye Qing’s inner organs, muscles, bones rumbled together like the roars of multiple mythological creatures. It was a unique symphony of the body.

At the same time, profound light enveloped every piece of flesh, every inch of skin like fire. It was able to snuff out the blood thread before it could do any more damage.

It was only after the blood thread was snuffed out that his dead flesh and blood exuded new vitality.

“Phew... its name is well deserved!” Ye Qing let out a long sigh of relief while hiding a world of shock inside his chest. The sheer power of the Crown of Butchers had exceeded even his imagination. The one strike hadn’t just wiped out the Profound Yellow Mother Qi surrounding his person, it had pierced through his Earthly Sovereign True Body as well.

Although he hadn’t yet reached the adept level of the Earthly Sovereign True Body, it was hardly weak. It was dense as the earth and unbreakable by all arts. Ordinary Strange Artifacts or Magia would not be able to break the screen of Profound Yellow Mother Qi surrounding him, much less pierce his Earthly Sovereign True Body.

And yet, the Crown of Butchers had done it with ease.

As expected of the weapon famed for killing and butchering everything. It was truly terrifying.

“I wasn’t expecting you to block my attack.” The black-robed figure did not press his advantage. Instead, he looked at Ye Qing and said, “Is this the power of the Earthly Sovereign’s inheritance?”

Ye Qing composed himself and taunted, “What, you wanna learn? I can teach you if you want!”

“Like you deserve to be my teacher.” The black-robed figure stared at Ye Qing with wanton greed and malice. He wasn’t concealing his desire for the Earthly Sovereign’s inheritance at all. “I can just have it after I kill you.”

“Get ready now. I’m going to unleash my second strike. Butcher Celestial!” The black-robed figure took one step forward and swung the Crown of Butchers horizontally.

This time, the strike it unleashed wasn't a fine thread of blood. Instead, it was a sky of blood.

The sky of blood exuded infinite killing intent. It surged into the sky and dyed the wind, the clouds, the stars, the moon, the blue sky, and the nine firmanents crimson.

“Butcher... butcher... butcher...”

A grand, indistinct voice echoed throughout heaven and earth, and the heads of countless celestials and gods could be seen rolling amidst the light. The blood ran like a river.

“Butcher celestial? That’s a big boast!”

Ye Qing did not try to dodge the attack this time. Instead, his eyes suddenly turned black and white like yin and yang; like the first moment when the world was created. Then, he brought down his right fist like a hammer.

He would find a weakness with the Yin Yang Spell Eyes, and he would break it all with Break Hammer.

If he could not block the attack, then he would destroy it with an attack of his own.

As the fist force pushed forward, a depression appeared in the sky of bloody light like a fist was striking a piece of red fabric.

The next moment, an actual hole appeared at the center of the red fabric and rapidly spread toward the rest of it.